Picture Show (Nov 1919-Apr 1920)

15 rours VACATION. Mrs. Fussey como out and throw tip her bands cvith horror at the ^itrlit . While she was threat, ening vengeance, a farm hand came along with a parcel. " Don't you dare come through that mess nnd bring the dirt into the house ! " screamed Mrs. Fussey. ' " TaUe off your boots and wade through it." A3 soon as the man was inside the house. Sambo was seized With a bright idea. Running to the tool shed, he came back with a hammer and nails and drove several nails through the soles of the boots into the wooden grating on which they had been placed. When the farm hand came out he got his feet in the boots, but when he attempted to walk away he found himself anchored to the grating. As he tugged he gradually leaned forward until he lost his balance and at last he fell over. The children were shrieking with laughter when Uncle Howard appeared. He tried to look very severe, but the situation was so funny ttiat it was all he could do to restrain his laughter. He could not find it in his heart to' send the children to bed so early in the da3% despite Mrs. Fussey's indignant demands for that punishment, so he forgave them with a solemn warning that if they offended again he should let Mrs. Fussey deal with them as she wished. • After breakfast Dolly and Sambo decided to cxploro the cellar. The first thing that struck Sambo was the shelves containing jam in jars, and he proceeded to sample them till DolK rebuked him. " We mustn't steal," she said. " Besides, we don't want to get caught so early." After a further look round, Dolly found some rope and suggested a swing. She fastened one end of the rope to a pillar and the other to the spigot of a big cider cask. So intent were the two on the swinging that neither noticed the strain was gradually pulling the spigot out of the bung-hole. The first warning they had was when the spigot came out and the cider gushed forth like a fountain. Vainly they tried to stop it w ith their hands, and then the sound of footsteps caused them to hide behind some barrels. It was Uncle Howard with a neighbour and they were carrying cider mugs in their hands. At the sight of the cider spouting from the barrel, Uncle Howard rushed forward and replaced the spigot. " That's that young niece of mine," he said lo his companion when the damage was repaired. " Come out, Dolly ; and you, Sambo." The two culprits crept out while the neighbour roared with delight. " Gosh ! that's the funniest thing I've seen for years," he chortled, as he helped himself to a jug of cider. " Golly, him better see some more fun ! '.' said Sambo, as he followed Uncle Howard out of the cellar. Before going up t he steps he saw a big jar. " Might as well ab some jam. Guess dey won't give dis chile no supper to-night,'" he said to himself. Uncle Howard was so busy rebuking Dolly that he forgot all about her companion, and as soon as he had gone in the house Sambo remembered the neighbour in the cellar. " Golly, he am enjoying dat cider so much guess him like to stop ! " ho said, as he fastened the collar flap. It was some hours afterwards that Uncle Howard heard a violent knocking on the cellar flap and opened the door. His neighbour was red with rage and, refusing to listen to any explanations, he marched off shaking his fist. The last exploit proved the last straw. The children were sent to bod supperless that night. Sambo had terrible dreams of hunger until he at last came to a melon patch. Never had he seen such big and luscious melons. Slice after slice he consumed until he awoke and found he had his teeth in the sheet. But there was a good lime coming. The kind heart of Dinah could not bear to think that the children were hungry. She stole down into the kitchen and got two big cakes. And just as Mrs. Fussey was telling Uncle Howard that it would do the children good to go hungry, Dolly and Sambo were feasting on her best eako. That night Howard wrote to his brother suggesting I hat he should fetch back the children and send him the strikers. " It would be more Jieaceful at Peaceful Acres," he concluded. The Indians. THE next day Dolly and Sambo decided that their ideas of fun were not appreciated at Peaceful Acres, so they decided that t hey would go further afield. An excuse was quickly found. Fluffy had disappeared in the woods, and had not returned, and the children decided to go and search for him. They were very good all the morning, and, having disarmed suspicion, they got away in the afternoon without anybody noticing them. With some vague idea in his head that they might, get hungry, Sambo took with him the big jar he had commandeered from the cellar. They had a glorious time. They found Fluffy, and so intent were they on the wonderful things they saw that they wandered far into the woods. When twilight began to fall they started for home, but, to their dread, they found they had lost their way. At last they were so worn out trying to find their way that they decided they would sleep in the woods. Sambo then remembered t lie big jar he was carrying, and brought it out. Dis chile am sure hungry, but you ab some first," he said, handing the jar to Dolly. Dolly dipped her fingers in the jar and helped herself liberally. A sickly look passed over her face. " Ooh, Sambo ! " she cried. Sambo took the jar and a still more generous helping. "Golly ! What am in it '! " he shouted. Dolly could read, and she looked at the label cm the jar. It read : " Soft Soap." After they had recovered, Sambo collected a pile of soft branches and leaves for Dolly's bed, and the little girl was soon asleep, while the faithful Sambo, though inwardly quaking with fear at the thought of Injuns, watched over her as she slept. It was Indians, too, that disturbed Dolly's sleep. She dreamt that a band of them came and carried off Sambo and were burning him at the stake. Seizing a tomahawk that one of them had dropped, she rushed to the rescue. For some reason the Indians seemed terrified of her and fled. She pursued them, killing them as she ran. Then two, braver than the rest, waited for her and captured her and dragged her to the stake. Dolly fought and kicked, but she was just being overpowered when she THIS is a face perfect, in its entirety. A pleased surprise looks out of her longlashed eyes. Amiability is shown large, a love of admiration, a desire lo shine, and of ..iv mg pleasure t; ethers intuitive per.-pt on which marks ideality. Note the eyes, looking upward, denoting spirituality; their •finely rounded eyelids perfect in I heir contour indicative of sweet good nature, culture, and refine* meut of a high order. The Picture Shoiv, February Uth, 1920. awoke to find she had been kicking Sambo, who, was trying to hole! her down. " You gib me some fright, Dolly," he said. " Soon be morning, now. Go to sleep an' me call you when de birds start to sing." The Rescue. IX the meantime there was consternation n*>thefarm. Old Uncle Renins had discovered Sambo's straw hat that the boy had dropped when entering the woods and reported the discovery to his master. Howard McKen/i" telephoned to his brother and then organised' the farm hands and set out lo search for the miss ing children. The news came to John MeKenzie just as the whole of the hands in his factory had decided to join the strikers. But when they heard that the Boss's little girl was lost in the woods they decided to suspend the strike and join in the search. And there was another party searching, unknown to the distracted father. His wife had come on a picnic to the wood* and, while having dinner, had heard that two children were lost in the woods. To her horror she discovered that one of them was her own child. Like someone demented she was rushing off to search w hen one of her friends stopped her.' " Como in the car with us," he said. " We shall need the lamps to search in that darkness. " And it was the mother's eyes, following the rays of the powerful motor -car lights, that first saw the two children sleeping peacefully on then bed of leaves. The joyful news was shouted through the forest and soon John MeKenzie and tho other searchers were on the scene. When the manufacturer saw Dolly in her mother's arms he was too bewildered to speak. It was Dolly who broke the silence. " Daddy — Mammy ! " she said. And there, in the flare of the torches and the glare of the motor-car lamps, John MeKenzie gave his wife the kiss of forgiveness. His voice was a bit husky as he turned to his foreman who had led the men in the search. " Tell the boys I'll square up their grievance s to-morrow, Bill." • And, amid the cheers of his workmen, John MeKenzie rode away w ith his w ife and child (Adapted from inc:deuts in the Photo-play featuring EABY MARIE OSBORNE as Dol'y, by permission of the Pathe Film Company.) MILDRED HARRIS (Mrs. Charlie Chaplin). Note the dip at the' summit of the nose, showing that this little lady will resist as long as she can, and then seems to give in. while in reality she is resisting more than ever. A clever actress, good-tempered, subtle, a dreamer, tranquil, truth itself ; believing in parity, duty, and dignity. The Mobile Mouth. WITH its perfect outline showing generosity, purity, sensitiveness, and excfiiklte sympathy. We often find this type has (he power to hide their sensitiveness, and stake everything on what they believe is their duty. The Contour of the Face DENOTES enthusiasm for the beautiful in all things and a love of display ; generous and luxurious temperament with a keen sense of right and wrong, and a lover of duty accompanied by a quiet determination. The Length of the Face GIVES pride, honour, and high principles, truthfulness, brilliance, ami success. The Poise of the Head. THE artistic temperament largely pronounced without any affectation, most sensitive to colour, music, and all the finer arts. In Love. THIS type denotes the blind enthusiast in affection, a woman who places her ideal of love so high that neither fault nor failing is seen in the being worshipped. With this temperament their pride in the object of theii affection is beyond all reason. They are constant and reliable in their affect ions. Character as Told by the Face.